LOL: I really don't want to go back and inherit the family property

Chapter 93 Faker: I should hide under the car
After finishing what Lin Qiguang bought in a leisurely manner, wiping her mouth, and tidying up the wrapping paper, Zhao Enjing got up and said goodbye to the couple of old ladies:
"Ma'am, we're leaving, bye."

"You are a very polite young man, I like it very much, but it is best not to see you again." The old lady said with a smile on her face.

"New York is not a city suitable for tourism. If couples like you want to travel in the United States, you should go to Florida to enjoy the sunshine and beaches, to Colorado to experience the magnificence of nature, and to Hawaii to appreciate the island style. Instead of New York, because there is only The stench of copper that fills the air."

"Hmm, thank you for your suggestion."

Glancing at someone beside her, Zhao Enjing withdrew her gaze and waved goodbye to the old couple happily.

After walking out of the stadium, Zhao Enjing pulled Lin Qiguang's clothes and said cautiously, "Go back? Or keep walking?"

Lin Qiguang was expressionless and didn't answer, just walked forward quietly.

So the two continued to walk on Randall's Island.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, seeing that Lin Qiguang was still silent and unwilling to speak, Zhao Enjing deliberately slowed down and coughed twice.

"Huh? Are you tired from walking?" Lin Qiguang turned his head to look at her.

"No," Zhao Enjing shook her head, "Just now."

Zhao Enjing was frantically tangled in her mind, hesitating, not knowing whether she should speak or not.

The atmosphere was good at first, but after the old lady referred to Lin Qiguang as her boyfriend, and she didn't explain herself, Lin Qiguang stopped talking.

Lin Qiguang must be angry in his heart.

After all, in his heart, the person he really likes is Li Zhien.

And she, Zhao Enjing, may be a very important person in his heart, but that doesn't mean she can take any jokes.

When she was struggling and hesitating, Lin Qiguang spoke.

"Don't think too much, that kind of thing is troublesome to explain, and it's unnecessary."

The white old lady also seemed warm-hearted, but anyway, she was a passerby who had nothing to do with them.

To explain the intricate relationship between him and Zhao Enjing to an unrelated passerby?
Lin Qiguang felt that it was completely unnecessary.

Even when the old lady said that he was Zhao Enjing's boyfriend, he felt a little joy in his heart. After all, in his previous life, he also embraced "Enjing Nuna" in front of him and spent countless loves together Lingering night.

It's just a new life, based on the lessons of the previous life, he is also hesitating.

Hearing his words, Zhao Enjing bit her lower lip lightly, still not satisfied with Lin Qiguang's reason.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is no longer silent.

Zhao Enjing breathed a sigh of relief.

"I like that scarf very much." Lin Qiguang thought for a while, and immediately added another sentence.

"Oh, really?"

"However, didn't you say you pickled kimchi specially for me before?" Lin Qiguang smiled, "Why didn't you bring it here this time, instead you learned sweet and sour pork loin and knitted a scarf."

"Tch..." Zhao Enjing's mood turned from rainy to sunny in an instant, but she couldn't help complaining: "Don't think I don't know, you really don't like kimchi in your bones. Every time you come to my house, you pretend to love it. That's all."

"So Nuna, you have always known about it." Lin Qiguang scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's not that I don't have eyes!" Zhao Enjing rolled her strangely beautiful eyes, "If I really listened to your flattering lie, specially pickled a jar of kimchi for you, and flew to the United States to give you a taste, that's fine." Isn't that stupid?"

Lin Qiguang suddenly fell silent again.

I always feel, it seems, maybe, maybe, a certain bastard surnamed Li can really do this kind of thing.
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"Ah chirp!" After a loud sneeze, Li Zhien touched his nose, "It's strange, I don't have a cold."

Beside her, Cui Zhenzhen carefully tore off a small piece of kimchi, put it in his mouth as if he was dead, and chewed anxiously.

Li Zhien said expectantly: "How is it? The taste should be okay?"

The feared thing did not happen, Cui Zhenzhen's complexion gradually returned to normal, and he nodded: "Well, it's not bad, I have [-]% of my aunt's skills."

"Basically?" Li Zhien seemed to be so unwilling, but still accepted Cui Zhenzhen's comment, "Basically it's okay, that guy Lin Qiguang should like it."

Cui Zhenzhen immediately showed a strange expression on his face, "Zhien, you don't really intend to bring this altar of kimchi to the United States, do you?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Li Zhien's face was covered with the words "it should be so", "I asked him a long time ago, and he said that he also wanted to see if my skills have improved, so I I specially pickled this altar of kimchi."

""As long as you do it with your heart, I like it", this is what he told me personally, is there any problem? "

Cui Zhenzhen was at a loss for words for a while, thinking that a woman who is really in love is not clear-headed.

Li Zhien, Li Zhien, your EQ is not low under normal circumstances, why did you suddenly become Li Hanhan?
Although she didn't have much contact with Lin Qiguang, her f(x) team leader V's mother is Chinese, so Cui Zhenzhen knows very well that the Chinese really look down on Korean kimchi from the bottom of their hearts.

They say they love to eat, because they know etiquette and respect, and they are afraid of hurting the self-esteem of those they care about.

Forget it, let Lin Qiguang worry about this kind of thing by himself.

Cui Zhenzhen couldn't wait to see Lin Qiguang's expression when Li Zhien took out kimchi after flying to the United States.

It's fun to think about.
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After walking for a while, Zhao Enjing looked sideways at someone who started to yawn beside her, "Would you like to sit down and rest for a while?"

Lin Qiguang was indeed a little tired, so he nodded in response.

The public infrastructure near the Icahn Stadium is relatively complete. There are some benches on the street for passers-by to sit and rest. The two found an empty one to sit down.

The sun is gradually rising, and the temperature is also starting to rise. The sun shines on the body, gradually giving people a warm feeling.

Lin Qiguang couldn't help but yawned again.

"Sleepy? It's still too early to wake up. After all, you have been sleeping until at least 10 o'clock in your daily routine for so long." Zhao Enjing apologized.

There are still 6 days before the finals, but there is not enough time. They will fly to Los Angeles in the afternoon. After that, they will have to train every day, replay, and cooperate with Riot to shoot the finals promotional video and so on.

Therefore, this morning was the only time she could spare time. Lin Qiguang felt sleepy right now, which made her feel a little guilty.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." She leaned against Lin Qiguang, supported his head and made him lie down slowly on his side until Lin Qiguang's head rested on her lap.

Lin Qiguang didn't speak, didn't refuse, and closed his eyes.

Zhao Enjing supported Lin Qiguang's head with one hand to prevent him from accidentally rolling and falling, and gently patted his cheek with one hand until his breathing gradually calmed down.

This picture, quiet and beautiful, attracted many passers-by to stop and watch, some even took out their mobile phones or cameras, took a photo from a distance, and then left satisfied.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the sun is getting warmer and warmer.

Zhao Enjing looked down at this big boy whom she had known for 14 years, blinked, gently raised his head, then put the bag under it, moved away quietly, and then gently put his head down.

Squatting in front of the bench, carefully observing the face of this big boy, he was full of joy.

The fingertip landed on his lips, tapped it lightly, and whispered: "This guy's first kiss should still be there."

Calculating the time, according to his habits, he should not be far away from waking up.

Zhao Enjing boldly stuck it up and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Very lightly, like a gust of wind blowing by, it didn't disturb him.

Then she stretched out her fingertips again, and brushed lightly across his face. Because of this strange feeling, Lin Qiguang also showed signs of waking up, and Zhao Enjing hurriedly sat back on the bench.

Lin Qiguang finally opened his eyes slowly, raised his hand to cover the glare of the sun, took some time to recover, and then looked at Zhao Enjing blankly, "Did you do something to my face just now?"

"Is there? Maybe it's your delusion." Zhao Enjing's tone was natural, and even a little bit of complaint was just right, "You made my thigh numb, and you still doubted me when I woke up, hmph."

"Really?" Lin Qiguang touched his lips, feeling something was wrong.

"Okay, how dare you doubt Nuna, look at me."

"Hey, brother, this beautiful girl kissed you just now!" A voice came from not far away.

A young Caucasian man gave Lin Qiguang a compliment, and several friends around him followed suit.

From their point of view, although the East Asian men and women could not understand what they said, but their actions, demeanor, tone, and what they saw, it was not difficult to guess the meaning of what they said.

Zhao Enjing knew that she was dead.

"I really just touched your lips with my finger, no kiss!"

Near noon, Zhao Enjing was still defending her innocence outside the gate of the hotel where Riot designated the top four teams to stay
Lin Qiguang nodded expressionlessly: "I know, you have said it many times."

Entering the hall on the first floor, Zhao Enjing emphasized again: "I really didn't kiss you!"

Lin Qiguang paused, and met Faker, who was carrying a backpack and a suitcase, with the whole SKT team beside him.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

"Why don't you leave?" Zhao Enjing poked her head out from behind Lin Qiguang, and then retracted like lightning.

A blush instantly appeared on Qiao's face, and Zhao Enjing felt that she was not well.

Picking up her bag to cover her face, Zhao Enjing galloped into the elevator at the level of a world-class sprinter under the astonished eyes of all SKT members.

Afterwards, Lin Qiguang, who had a complex expression and a faint smile seemed to be hidden in the corner of his mouth, walked around the SKT crowd in a leisurely manner, and followed into the elevator.

After the elevator doors closed, Faker took out a bottle of tea from his backpack, and "Ton Ton" drank it all in one go.

I should hide under the car.

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